Father, Tjen and I sat in the smoking room. Father had gotten the good port out – as good as could be found these days – and Tjen was sniffing the amber liquid curiously. Father tugged on his mustache with one finger, his other hand resting against his knee to keep it from shaking from his persisting nerve damage. "Foretelling the future is not as impossib...
True, Brandi was of average build, but every other morning for the last year or so she got up early in the morning (around six or so) and went to the gym before work. Her job at the C.I.A. Had required to field test new equipment and despite the fact that she had to be out and about to do her job, she was still required to show up at the office at least five...
To fully appreciate this story you need to read chapter 1 first, but if you don't it doesn't matter too much. This story is in BDSM because it is about male domination and female submission, but there is a lot more to it than that so please look at the tags. Thank you. I hope you enjoy it. -o0o- Still speechless, Mark was led across to Hetty by his wife. "...
For those that commented so nicely on my previous Prequel about Chrissy Thank You. This is the beginning of the story I wrote first. It is quite a long tale and will be slow to edit and tidy but be patient it will come. I hope you will enjoy the story; some chapters are better than others but I hope you will like them all to a degree. As with my other sto...
I was intrigued by the new neighbours. Both were black, nothing wrong with that. But the husband, Rufus, was – as I found out later, of course – 25 while his wife, Gail, was 40. When I say they were black, Rufus was a very light chocolate colour. Gail, a busty lady, was deep brown. Lovely – the sight of both of them made me wet. The day after they moved in...
[The relationship in this story is a Dom/sub relationship, based on affection, love, and respect. I put it in Erotic Couplings because there were complaints about how mild the BDSM was in chapter One. The sex in the story does NOT include bondage, torture, punishment or pain. No anal in this chapter. Your comments are welcome. No actual animals or people wer...
This story follows on from the last with our divorcee again succumbing to her urges. Whilst it's not entirely necessary to read the first part. The story will make more sense if you do. * I'd thought I was done with my aunt's former house after what I'd described in the first part of this story. Where I'd had to deal with emptying her house and had an espe...
Evan and Sara pulled their car into the winding parking lot. The health club was attached precariously to the side of a cliff overlooking the ocean, and the parking lot wound around beneath it. At first it looked as if there were only five or ten cars there, but as they rounded each turn a new little alcove of spaces revealed that the lot probably held close...
Katrina had already been running that day, at a fresh five thirty in the morning before the summer heat had a chance to permeate through the air. Now the suburbs were sticky with humidity and the mid-afternoon air hung heavy, wearying her as she jogged through the bright, hot streets. Not the most sensible time of day for this -- but she had come out again a...
Authors Note, huge thanks to AwkwardMD for all of her support and editing on this story. Without her none of this would have been possible. Also huge thanks to Skull for helping to improve several sections and for advice on the chronology. Also, please, creating in a vacuum is hard. If you like (Or hate :) ) anything in this story then please let me know....